Hii~! I'm really sorry that "Forever" is postponed/ cancelled until further notice. This was a random project I started and I just couldn't stop. This is unlike anything I've written before. It's in an AU where it is in the modern era and our favorite brothers are in school~! ^_^ Now, there will be yaoi later on, very depressing parts, smoking, drinking, language, and angst (Self harm, possible attempted suicide) so if you don't like DO NOT READ! This is based on a lot of hardships I went through myself, but it is not a whole true story! Rate and Review, please~!
Why couldn't he escape this hell? Why was he forever trapped in this endless cycle? Go to school, succeed, come home, fight with father, storm out, come home, go to school…
Every day was the same for him. Some days it was so bad, he just wished he could die. He wished he could escape this pain he felt, wished he could escape the prison he lived in, and the warden that loomed over him on a daily basis. Things had not always been this way. There was once a time when he finally had a family again. And then, by some cruel twist of fate, that was taken away from him too. Life sucked. It fucked you over so many times it was maddening. And just when you thought it would get better, it fucks you over once more. Life is hell. But soon he would realize that he had an angel by his side the entire time, he just never saw him as more than a member of his fucked up family. This is his story, the story of a demon who, all his life, had been deemed perfect, yet in truth, he was just as messed up as you could get.
Sesshomaru had learned from a very early age that life is hell. When he was two, he witnessed his mother storm out of their house never to be seen again. Although he was very young, that was one thing he remembered clearly all his life. He hated his father for driving his mother away. When he was six, he learned that it had been because she had caught his father cheating, when in fact, she had been sleeping with other men almost all of Sesshomaru's life. That was a hard blow to his father. InuTashio had never been the same after that. He was easily angered, and he also had problems with trust. Soon, he also started expecting perfection from his only son.
About eight and a half months later, Inutashio discovered that the woman he had the affair with had a child. His child. Being a man of honor, he married the human woman as soon as he could. Sesshomaru hated her from the start. At that time, he believed it was Izaoi's fault his mother left. He wanted nothing to do with her or his little brother, Inuyasha. When Inutashio began wanting perfection from Inuyasha as well, he felt obligated to protect the young boy. He was about seven, and Sesshomaru was ten. He would always interrupt his father when he was scolding Inuyasha, sometimes Sesshomaru would get screamed at himself. One day, Inutashio started hitting the ten year old when he misbehaved. Although Izayoi had caught on and stopped it whenever she could, she couldn't be with Sesshomaru twenty four seven.
In school, Sesshomaru had always been a good student. He always got perfect grades, he always turned in his homework, he was always polite to his teachers…But he never had friends. He was always so cold to anyone who tried getting close to him. His father didn't trust anyone, why should he? Because of this, he was always bullied in primary school. He was so small, and his coldness didn't always have the desired effect on the unruly children. Sometimes, they saw it as shyness. He was constantly coming home with bruises and cuts, but the only one who knew was Inuyasha. The headstrong kid was able to get into the older demon's mind better than anyone else. Inuyasha would sit with his brother and snuggle into his chest, trying his best to reassure him. What Inuyasha didn't know, was some of the kids who bullied him did so because he was protecting the young half demon.
Izayoi tried her hardest to take care of Sesshomaru. She knew that the young demon hated her, and she didn't mind. She knew that she was part of the reason he lost his mother, so she tried her best to be the mother he didn't really have. Little did Izayoi know, her hard work paid off after he turned ten. Sesshomaru began to care about the woman, not that he would ever show it. She noticed his intrests in music, and as a gift she bought him his first guitar. He was ecstatic, and even hugged the human woman.
His father swore he would never pay for lessons, but that didn't bother Sesshomaru. He easily taught himself. When he was twelve, he wrote his first song. It was for Izaoi, to show his gratitude. But before he could show it to her, his family was once again torn. He remembered the day clearly, he was in school at lunch with Inuyasha. Inuyasha was friends with a young wolf demon in a grade higher than him, and they were arguing over who was strongest. Sesshomaru was watching in silent amusement when he saw the officer approaching the table. He didn't want his brother to be frightened, so he stood up and met the man halfway.
"Is something wrong, sir?" He asked politely. The officer had a grim look on his face as he looked down at the twelve year old.
"Are you Sesshomaru? Sesshomaru Youkai?" Sesshomaru nodded warily. What have I done…? The officer sighed and kneeled to be level with Sesshomaru. He put his hands on the young demon's shoulders, as if to support himself.
"There has been an accident. There was a three car pile-up and your step-mother was involved. She didn't make it…I am so sorry…" Sesshomaru froze. Izayoi…was…dead!? No…It couldn't be! It…it was some kind of nightmare! It had to be! The officer glanced at Inuyasha, who was staring at the two with a confused expression.
"Is that your brother…?" Sesshomaru growled quietly and pulled away.
"Stay away from him…I'll tell him…" He composed his face into the icy mask he had perfected long ago and turned to his brother. He kneeled in front of the confused boy, much as the officer had done to him and looked up into his wide, golden eyes. He felt tears prick at his eyes, and tried to hold them back.
"Inu…Iza-" He cut off and took a shaky breath. "Mom is dead…"
After that, Inutashio had never been the same. For the first month or so, he hadn't even come out of his bedroom. Inuyasha spent most of his nights in Sesshomaru's bed, his claws clutching tightly to Sesshomaru's clothes. Sesshomaru grew increasingly more depressed. He had lost his second mother before he could even say how much he loved her. He went into secondary school when he turned fifteen, as was required. Then, he was alone. Inuyasha wouldn't come to secondary school until two years later. Sesshomaru is the more depressed now then he has ever been.
